Rahamim Churi Quotes & Sayings

Christianity has made of death a terror which was unknown to the gay calmness of the Pagan. — Ouida

Our Lord is pleased to deprive us of temporal goods; may it please His Divine Goodness to give us spiritual ones! — Vincent De Paul

You're only good if you can do bad and decide not to. — Richard Ford

Sometimes it happens that you become one, in some rare moment. Watch the ocean, the tremendous wildness of it
and suddenly you forget your split, your schizophrenia; you relax. Or, moving in the Himalayas, seeing the virgin snow on the Himalayan peaks, suddenly a coolness surrounds you and you need not be false because there is no other human being to be false to. You fall together. — Osho

I like to separate the music- and lyric-writing processes if I can. I'll sort of noodle around on my keyboard and my computer until I have a beat or a chord progression, I'll record it as a loop, export it to iTunes, then walk around with the loop and sort of talk to myself in the loop, and that's how I get the lyrics. — Lin-Manuel Miranda

Someone once asked me why people sing. I answered that they sing for many of the same reasons the birds sing. They sing for a mate, to claim their territory, or simply to give voice to the delight of being alive in the midst of a beautiful day. Perhaps more than the birds do, humans hold a grudge. They sing to complain of how grievously they have been wronged, and how to avoid it in the future. They sing to help themselves execute a job of work. They sing so the subsequent generations won't forget what the current generation endured, or dreamed, or delighted in. — Linda Ronstadt

I'm interested in designing not the object but the process that leads to the object. — Michael Hansmeyer

If you want it, you can fly, you just have to trust you a lot. — Steve Jobs

Progress of the human society is predicated upon the proper functioning of a key element of the human mind, that is reasoning. — Abhijit Naskar

Again, there were maidens who cherished the firm belief that he had come from the sea. Because within his breast could be heard the roaring of the sea. Because in the pupils of his eyes there lingered the mysterious and eternal horizon that the sea leaves as a keepsake deep in the eyes of all who are born at the seaside and forced to depart from it. Because his signs were sultry like the tidal breezes of full summer, fragrant with the smell of seaweed cast upon the shore. — Yukio Mishima